Early October

Mo Yangyang, the fake daughter was kicked out of the family when the real daughter of the family returned. The real daughter demanded a good reputation, thus Mo Yangyang had to set her off by being the bad girl. She couldn't stand it any longer when she realized she was terminally ill. Even cannon fodder deserved to die with dignity. To leave no regrets behind, Mo Yangyang made a move on the man whom she was secretly in love for ten years, but she ended up being entangled with the man's uncle, the fifth son of the Xie Family whom every woman in Xiacheng was willing to squeeze their heads through a crowd just to meet in person, the man with the name Xie Xize.
Mo Yangyang, "Don't worry, I'm almost dead anyway.
Three months later...
Mo Yangyang, "Why am I still alive? And why is there another life in my stomach too? Wouldn't Fifth Elder Xie murder me once he found out about it?"
So she ran...
Five years later, the little kid dragged his trembling mother to Xie Xize and said, "Take good care of your woman, don't make me have to worry about her always." Fifth Elder Xie, "How are you going to pay me back for kidnapping my son for so many years?" Mo Yangyang shuddered, "I can give you another child...do you want it?"
The little kid, "I have a chance to start over again. I must take precautions earlier. With my father around, I won't have to worry that mom would be killed like cannon fodder again. It's time to teach those scum a lesson!"

The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

    The Spicy Strip broke free from the hands of the Gong family's servant and stood on the ground.


  Spicy Strip really wanted to beat Gong Chenye up.


  Spicy Strip's only regret was that he was too young now. If he was an adult now, he would have beaten this bastard to death long ago.


  Auntie Dong Zhi was so nice, how unlucky was she to meet this bastard?


  " That's right. I don't like to do something as simple as killing people. I prefer to turn a scumbag like you into a scumbag…" The Spicy Strip sneered.


  Gong Chenye glanced sideways at the Spicy Strip, his eyes dark.


  Gong Chenye was very interested in his son, Xie Xize.


  It was too interesting. At such a young age, he even knew how to hypnotize.


  If he was given a little more time to grow, who knew how terrifying he would become in the future.


  Xie Xize alone was already very stressful. If he had this son to help him in the future, then…


You Won't Have a Chance to Kill Me